[center][h2][color=fff200]Maria Leonora "Len" Trillanes[/color][/h2]
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"Yes ma'am!", Len salutes with affirmation to Zahra's order.

Len rushed to battlestation upon hearing the alert. Like Chelsea and Zhara, she would like to have a word with the Quebecois, but that would come later.

She quckly gets into her g-suit, powers her Charlemagne. It only took a while for the cockpit to glow with numerous lights and displays. Len has no disillusions on her NC's capabilities, fighting the more maneuverable Red-Star NCs in melee is suicide. It is best to fight at a distance, using her drones to her advantage. She is now thinking what her drone loadout would be. She opts for a balanced approach as she will test the enemy's abilities, see which drones are more apt for the mission.

As the Charlemagne moves, her attitude also changed, gone is her shy aura, replaced with that of a cold person seeking revenge.

"About time we bring these Godless Ch*nks to the depths of hell.", Len said in the comms with a cold calm.

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